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I woke to a world of pain. “Unnh…” I groaned, holding my head.

My brain was pulsing in counterpoint to my heartbeat, sending waves and waves of agony through my body.

I opened my eyes a slit and gasped as harsh arrows of light seemed to pierce my brain pan.

I screwed them closed, and that hurt as well.

I rolled over and buried my head under a pillow, a pillow with a distinct masculine scent.

Oh, fuck , I groaned, I was in some guy’s bed.

“Morning.” I peeked out from under the pillow to see my worst nightmare. My boss was standing at the edge of what I now realised was his bed, coffee in hand, dressed and neatly pressed, looking down at me. What had I done?

“Did we…?”

“Have sex? No, though not for want of trying on your part. I wanted to be gentlemanly, but you did not seem inclined to take no for an answer, right before you passed out.”

“Oh, no!”

“You did however, ask me to ring Kelly in the middle of the night and clear us having sex.”

“No….” I groaned into the pillow.

“Can I take from your reaction that you don’t want Slade to come over and have a threesome with the two of us?”

“I didn’t suggest that…did I?”

“Yeah, you did. He’s waiting outside right now, just in case you were sincere.”

“I can’t come to work today,” I said, pulling the pillow tighter over my head. “I’m sick.”

“A hangover isn’t a legitimate reason for a sick day,” he said, yanking it off my head.

I screamed some sort of harsh gurgle, jerking my head under the blanket as quickly as I could.

I might not have come by it legitimately, but I had a grade A headache right now.

“Your dog has been fed and has somewhere to be today. Be out the front of the bungalow in twenty minutes. I’ve left some clean clothes for you on the bed, as well as some spare knickers. ”

“What do I need them for?”

“You told me all about how distressed you were, being wet all the time. Like, you wouldn’t even have to use lube if I have a massive cock like everyone else here, wet.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” I said, smacking my head against the bed, even though it caused brightly coloured stars to flare painfully behind my eyes.

“Twenty minutes, or I’ll assume you’ve changed your mind, and you want to take Slade and me on. You won’t have to get out of bed all day, I promise.”

I thought about it for a moment. I know, I’m weak and depraved, but god almighty… I swung my body upright, feeling my belly swirl and then clench painfully. I am not going to hurl, I am NOT going to hurl , I told myself. Once I felt safe to move, I staggered into the bathroom.

Maybe having a threesome wouldn’t be so bad , I thought as I walked outside.

I resisted the urge to hiss like a vampire at the obscenely bright morning light, but only just. I saw Slade, Finn, and some other guy in army fatigues leaning up against what looked like an old Range Rover, all with the same smug male smile blokes got when they saw a lady in distress.

I walked over to Slade and pressed my body against his, saying, “I will suck your dick if you gimme your sunglasses for the day.” He laughed, pulled them off his face but held them out of reach, eyes flicking from my right to my left eye and back, like he wasn’t sure if I was serious.

Not a bad idea, I wasn’t, probably. Then his grin grew wider, and he held up a poisonous green bottle of Gatorade.

“Then what will you give me for this?” he asked, swishing it around. It fizzed weirdly.

“What’s that?” I asked, jamming the dark glasses on my face.

“Two extra strength aspirin and Gatorade. I got the cure for what ails ya, princess.”

“Oh, you big, beautiful man…” I reached for it, but he yanked it away.

“Ah ah ah…”

“I’ll give you my first-born child.”

“Nope.”

“A lock of my hair.”

“Nope”

“A lock of my pubic hair?”

“Only if I’m picking it out of my teeth.”

“Dude, gross. Alright, what do you want?” His grin went wide, slowly enough that I could easily guess every little thought he was having as his lips moved.

Pretty sure I was naked in most of them.

“Well?” I said, because I wanted the damn aspirin.

Fuck knows where I was gonna get some of that out here. Maybe Doc Hobbes would help…

“You’ll hang out with him after work today, yes?” Finn said, plucking the bottle out of Slade’s hands to his surprise and handing it over to me, obviously sick of our stupid antics.

I looked Slade over, his hooded hazel eyes looking right back. I could think of worse ways to spend my time, particularly as it was likely to feature me asleep. “Yeah, alright.”

“You going to join us, boss?” Slade asked, not looking away from me. His grin made it plain he’d heard all about last night.

“If I’m invited…”

Oh, shit , I thought, what was I bloody thinking last night?

Army guy, who I’d yet to be introduced to, was also looking at me with that same naked interest. What had Finn said?

My brain seemed to slosh around painfully in my skull, rather than provide accurate memories.

‘Everyone is waiting to see what it is you want.’ Yep, that was it.

But I didn’t have to decide today! I popped the lid of the Gatorade bottle and swallowed the drink down, it tasting like both manna from heaven and fizzy, slightly salty bile.

I forced myself to scull it, some of it running down the sides of my mouth and spilling down my neck.

I jerked back when I felt a tongue running up my neck to catch it.

Slade laughed when I spat the last mouthful out, not even caring that it went all over him.

He just wiped his eyes and grabbed me around the waist, “C’mon beautiful, we’re going to the gun range. ”